I don't need the water to be inspired. My stories inspire me, not the location of where I'm parked. And good thing, since I've had to finish books in airports, in the RV we used to have, the lake house,… — Lori Foster Copy Share Image
I'm truly, 100% guided by the characters and my Muse. If one of the characters suddenly decided to do something very different, I'd just… — Lori Foster Copy Share Image
“Spencer talked to Trace." Aha! "That--" "And Trace told Dare. But no one told me because you swore everyone to secrecy, and I have… — Lori Foster Copy Share Image
Having kids is the deal-breaker on shyness! Once you have a baby, you learn to speak up loud and clear to protect them, defend… — Lori Foster Copy Share Image
“Her concerned gaze skimmed over him. "Are you able to move much?" Now we're talking. "The hips work just fine, honey. Course, it'd probably… — Lori Foster Copy Share Image
“She eyed his gorgeous body, and raised a brow. “Doing a little flaunting of your own this morning, huh?” “In deference to your delicate… — Lori Foster Copy Share Image
“Joe hid his grin. "A little grab-ass is not accosting." At the worst of times, Luna could amuse him. And now he finally had… — Lori Foster Copy Share Image
I would never write something that made me uncomfortable. Im not sure its even possible. — Lori Foster Copy Share Image
“Planning to be a seducer was difficult enough. Talking about it with the seducee would be impossible.” — Lori Foster Copy Share Image
“Sounding hoarse, Dare whispered, "Tell me what you want." The feel of his broad, strong hand against her left her quaking inside - in… — Lori Foster Copy Share Image
But love was strange. It distorted your perspective and played havoc with your logic. — Lori Foster Copy Share Image
“While Molly stood off to the side laughing, both dogs bounding around her, Priss snuggled up against Matt and got twirled right off her… — Lori Foster Copy Share Image
